food

Enraptured Piglet

On the day of the predicted rapture, I was too busy to follow the news of its not happening — busy taking care of all that was actually happening….

Urban Homesteading in Portland and Beyond

Urban homesteading is not usually the term I use to refer to what I’ve been doing for the best twelve years or so. I tend towards kitchen gardening or urban farming. And these days, I’m transitioning towards rural food production at Amaranta Farm. But I see those who do call themselves urban homesteaders as allies in the same movement, and I’d like to see that movement grow….

When Life Gives You Weeds...Eat 'Em

With all the rain out over the last few weeks and the challenges of getting the summer garden in, I’ve been grateful for food that sprouts with no effort on…

Gundruk Saves the Day

Rain.  Day before last, it was relentless.  We had a reprieve yesterday, and I got some planting done, but most of my garden is flooded and impossible to work.  I’m…

The pardoned potato
The pardoned potato

On Thanksgiving, we couldn’t bear to slice and roast this huge homegrown potato face. Nor could we boil and mash it….

Five Lessons From My Inland Northwest Garden

The cool, clear nights that make autumn so beautiful here in the Blue Mountains also bring frosts that kill tender vegetables. With the harvest spilling over boxes and racks around our tiny yurt, it’s a good time to reflect on what I learned this summer….

Fermented Pickles

My mom made sauerkraut when I was a kid, and it was good. But during the years I lived in Nepal, I discovered a fermented world that went beyond cabbage….

Wild Elderberries

I’m excited to try my new steam juicer on this first crop of wild elderberries.  Mixed with a little honey, the juice disappears pretty fast in our home.  But later…

Walla Walla Sweets

In other gardens, I haven’t had much luck with bulbing onions.  Rationing bed space in small spaces, I lavished most of my attention on more flashy vegetables: tomatoes, eggplants, peppers,…

The Princess Blooms

Some girls dream of being princesses.  I’ll admit I dabbled in that too.  I used to dress up in rummage store gowns and high heels and parade around with my…

Harvesting Garlic

I planted fifteen pounds of organic garlic last October and finished harvesting it this morning.  Given that my soil needs more improvement (mostly a few more years of working in…

Baby Bitter Melon

It’s kind of ugly and horribly bitter, but the years I spent in Nepal have made it into comfort food — and one I sorely miss.  How shall I prepare…

Cauliflower and Broccoli

Now that I’ve set up a shady place to work, I hope I can cultivate more patience for my dial-up connection.  After all, what’s the hurry?  While I wait five…

I left our yurt and garden in northeastern Oregon a week and a half ago for a brief vacation in central Oregon and a few days in Portland to catch…

I’ve been in Portland the last week, attending a graduation, visiting my son, and catching up on computer-related work.  I’m heading back to the yurt and garden in Wallowa County…

A hint of spring weather in Portland this morning gave way to rain, ruining my plans to transplant herbs and clean up the  yard.  So I started tomatoes under grow…

Getting Close to Ireland

The closest I’ve been to Ireland is Conwy castle on the coast of Wales.   It was summer, mid-way through college.  I was in a naive and dreamy stage then, weighing…